1, 2, 3, 4
Hello, hello
It’s me, hello
The boy you liked in school at sixteen

Hello, hello
It’s you
Guess so
You like to think you were the boy of my dreams

Is it coincidence or is it meant to be?
’Cause I really (Sort of) fancy you
And I think you fancy me too

Give up, no way
Give in, not today
I know you got a thing for girls on the stage

It’s clear as mud
To see, really?
I could be the Lennon to your Paul McCartney

Is it coincidence or is it meant to be?
’Cause I really fancy you (Not) (Oi!)
And I think you fancy me too

Is it coincidence or is it meant to be?
’Cause I (Don’t) really fancy you
But you really fancy me too
I know you do
No I don’t
Oh yes you do

I don’t really know what to say now

Awkward…